Written for Sammiβs Weekend Writing
Prompt #424 using the word βdemureβ,
Gerry & Sueβs Weekly Prompts Weekend
Challenge (intoxicating) and OMIMM
Weekly Writing Prompt #67. In 70 words,
this is where my imagination took me.
Tag: Lovers
The Breakup
Written for Sammiβs Weekend Writing
Prompt #415 using the word βconfideβ
in exactly 96 words; also Fandangoβs
Story Starter #198 and for Gerry & Sueβs
Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge β
βcavalierβ. This is my 96-word story.
Come Sundown
Written for OLWG #415.
The prompts appear below.
This is my story.
An American Tragedy
Written for OLWG #414 and ZOZO
17.04.25 β Extra Prompts. Combined,
there are seven inspirations, four for
the first story and three for the second.
This is my take and these are my stories.
Dismissed
Written for The Unicorn Challenge where
we are urged to get creative in 250 words or less.
The photo below is our inspiration; this is my story.
Muted Moments
Written for Muse On Monday,
where the theme is βlost in a fog’.
Also for Sadjeβs βWhat Do You See?” –
#284 and the two corresponding photo
prompts shown below. This is my story.
The Argument
Our gracious host, Rochelle, at Friday Fictioneers
asks us to use the photo below as inspiration
to write creatively in 100 words or less while
making every word count. This is my flash.
Palisades Park
Our gracious host, Rochelle, at Friday Fictioneers
asks us to use the photo below as inspiration
to write creatively in 100 words or less while
making every word count. This is my flash.
January Heart
This week at Glyn Wiltonβs Mixed Music Bag,
heβs asking us to write about a song in which
the title or a line mentions the current month.
Hereβs my featured January artist and her song.
Sweet Talker
Written for Estherβs βCan You Tell A Story Inβ¦..?β
exactly 18 words using the required three words
βresolutionsβ, βcustardβ and βhairdryerβ. I have also
responded to Sue & Gerryβs Weekly Prompts Colour
Challenge (βBlancβ) and used one of the great images
by Kevin at The Beginning At Last/No Theme Thursday.
This is my 18 word story.
A Long Hot Soak
Written for Wordle #679,
using the 12 prompts below.
Here is my story.
sighs γ» fire γ» flip γ» ravaged γ» blue γ» floor γ»
emerge γ» masks γ» ashes γ» soak γ» skin γ» weave
A Great Working Relationship
Written for The New, Unofficial, On-Line Writerβs Guild.
This week the three prompts from Aooga at OLWG #388 are
(1) tea coloured eyes, (2) change the words of this poem,
and (3) New Mexico schmerz. We can use them as is,
as an inspiration or not at all. This is my story.
To Kiss Your Lips: A Dectina Refrain
Written for Sadjeβs What Do You See # 258,
this is my Dectina Refrain response.
Come,
my love,
lie with me
on the cool grass
beneath the pear tree,
Read love sonnets to me
till I grow warm with desire.
Now the wine has gone to my head
and I ache to feel your lips on mine.
Come, my love, lie with me on the cool grass
NARΒ©2024
#WDYS
This is βShut Up and Kiss Meβ by Mary Chapin Carpenter
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I’ve Given Up: A Dectina Refrain
Written for Sadje’s What Do You See #253
Out!
Go on!
Take your stuff
and hit the road.
You are not wanted
around here anymore.
You broke my heart with your lies.
I abhor the feel of your mouth.
My bed is not big enough for three!
Out! Go on! Take your stuff and hit the road.
NARΒ©2024
#WDYS
This is βDonβt Come Around Here No Moreβ by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
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In A Groove
Written for dVerse Poets Quadrille #207 Spin Cycle
Hold my hand, honey
and take me for a spin
Twirl me βround the dance floor
Iβm loving the spin Iβm in
Whisper those sweet nothings, baby
send shivers up my spine
and make my head spin, lover
tonight I’m gonna make you mine
NARΒ©2024
44 Words
This is βThat Old Black Magicβ by Louis Prima and Keely Smith, the Heppest of the Hep!
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The Condo
Written for Six Sentence Story where this week
we are challenged to use the word βfaintβ
in a story of exactly six sentences. Hereβs mine.
After the boating accident, I returned to New York but didnβt have the heart to stay in the condo where Kevin and I used to live; I drove to my parents’ beach house in Amagansett, leaving the apartment untouched, thinking to return one day when I summoned the courage.
Too many memories and sleepless nights at the beach house brought me no comfort or closure …. an impossibility since Kevin’s body was never recovered …. and I now found myself back in Manhattan staring up at the window of my old condo and seeing ghosts β¦. ghosts of Kevin.
An overwhelming force drew me closer and I slowly entered the building and climbed the stairs to the apartment we once shared. Approaching the door, I could hear faint music, laughter and the sound of familiar voices; a man and a woman were inside, unaware of my presence as I stood outside the door for what seemed a lifetime …. and in that passage of time I knew beyond a doubt who they were.
Blood pounding in my head, I raised my fist to knock on the door, then stepped back.
Resolutely and silently, I walked away.
NARΒ©2024
This is βGhost Behind My Eyesβ by Ozzy Osbourne
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Come Softly: Dectina Refrain & Haiku
Written for Jimβs Thursday Inspiration #231 –
βCome Softly To Meβ. Here is my piece,
a Dectina Refrain followed by a haiku.
Do
You hear
Me tapping
On your window
Come softly darling
Sit right here beside me
Kiss my trembling fingertips
Take me in your arms and hold me
Tell me you will never let me go
Do you hear me tapping on your window
A petal soft kiss
Fluttering cherry blossoms
Loveβs gentle breezes
NARΒ©2024
The Dectina Refrain is written as follows:
1stΒ line is 1 syllable,
2ndΒ line is 2 syllables,
3rdΒ line is 3 syllables, and so on for 9 lines;
the 10thΒ line is comprised of the first four lines
and written as one stand-alone line.
This is βCome Softly To Meβ by the Fleetwoods
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Endless Love – Part 2
Itβs time for Friday Fictioneers Fun with Rochelle! Hereβs something different for you today. I wrote Part 2 to Dale Rogersonβs terrific story, Β Endless Love and piggy backed my story onto hers. Hereβs the link to Daleβs site; please read her story before mine. Thanks to our host Rochelle and my friend Dale for a fun read and a great photo!
Aw, do you love me, Baby?
Oh, Honey, you know I do.
Then come and show me, Baby.
Now, Sugar Cookie, what if I slip and hurt something important?
Iβll give you my very special TLC, Baby.
Really, Sweet Pea? What kind of TLC?
Why, Iβd give you some hugging, Baby.
Then what, Munchkin?
Some squeezing, Baby.
Ooh, then what, Turtle Dove?
Some kissing, Baby.
Oh, Sugar Lips, I do love your hugging and squeezing and kissing.
You coming over tonight, Baby?
Aw, Honey Pie. Itβs freezing outside.
But itβs sizzling in here, Baby.
Mmm, Sweetness! Nothing’s gonna stop me!
This is Mickey and Sylvia with βLover Boyβ
NARΒ©2024
100 Words
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High And Dry
Sammi at Weekend Writing Prompt
is challenging us with the word “note”;
in exactly 72 words, this is my response.
πΈ
After thirty minutes and two martinis I began feelingΒ paranoid. It was painfully obvious, at least to me, that everyone who saw me sitting by the bar thought I was either an elegant call girl just past her prime or a lonesome, tedious housewife who had beenΒ stood up.Β
I became aware of someone approaching. I looked up expectantly, smiling; it was just the concierge. Whispering discreetly, he handed me a note.
NARΒ©2024
72 Words
This is βThe Queen of the Bluesβ, Dinah Washington, with βDrinking Againβ
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As He’d Hoped
Rochelle at Friday Fictioneers
has challenged us to write a 100-word
story prompted by the photo below.
Incorporating prompts from
Weekly Prompts Wednesday and
FOWC with Fandango,
this is my response to Rochelle’s challenge.
How many years does someone need to spend in a loveless marriage before the word divorce is mentioned?
That was Barbaraβs regrettable life. When her husband finally approached her, she didnβt hesitate; she knew she couldnβt love him as heβd hoped.
Their split was swift and formal.
Now Barbara walked out of the Prada shop in Salamanca and, with thrilling expectation, waved when she saw Evelyn across the street.
Their pace quickened and they embraced passionately, unafraid and unashamed to show their love for each other.
They walked off, hand in hand, toward a romantic outdoor cafΓ©.
Happy at last.
NARΒ©2024
100 Words
This is Elbow with βGrounds For Divorceβ
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ALONE TOGETHER
Listen to the waves as they kiss the shore, the rustle of the beachgrass in the gentle breeze. The golden hues of sunrise pirouette gracefully on the terrace and across the bed. The start of another day, as blissful and serene as the one before it. Summertime.
Is that my heart beating deeply or yours? Both, you say. You caress my shoulders. Hold me in your arms as if itβs our first time, our last time. I feel free. I feel ageless. I feel more cherished than any other woman.
You are my one, my soul, my heart. I watch your profile as you gaze out the window, peaceful and content. My fingers curl through the hair on your chest, now grey. That does not matter. Only we matter.
How long have we been alone together? A thousand summertimes, you say. How long will we be alone together? For a thousand more, I reply.
You pull me closer, eyes dancing in the morning light. Let the world go on without us. We are here where we belong β alone together.
NAR Β© 2022
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